Shengjing Noble

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Dinner was supposed to be a family dinner, but Yan Qinghuan insisted on staying with her aunt. The old man agreed because he thought she cared about her elders.

In Tsinghua University campus.

Looking at the bland porridge and side dishes on the table, Yan Qinghuan frowned and asked, "Is this what Madam usually eats?"

Maid Qiu Rong lowered her head and replied, "Yes, the doctor said that Madam is weak and sick and should not eat meat, so he asked the servants to prepare some light food."

Yan Xinlan asked doubtfully, "Sister, is there anything wrong with these foods?"

Yan Qinghuan nodded: "You are already weak, and if you eat these nutritious things, you will die of malnutrition and blood deficiency if you don't die of illness!"

"Then...then what should mother eat?"

"Zi Yu, Feicui, go to the kitchen and cook a bowl of pork liver and black glutinous rice porridge, and steam some date cakes." Yan Qinghuan ordered.

"Yes."

The two maids immediately went to the kitchen.

Qiu Rong was about to clear the food on the table when Yan Qinghuan stopped him and said, "Leave these there. My cousin and I will eat. You can leave now."

"Yes." Qiu Rong turned and left, closing the door.

With Huaicheng guarding outside the door, Yan Qinghuan didn't have to worry about eavesdropping, so she pulled out a silver hairpin from her hair and inserted it into the porridge.

The originally bright hairpin turned black in an instant, which showed how powerful the poison in the porridge was.

Yan Xinlan was so frightened when she saw this that she pointed at the hairpin in disbelief.

"It's poisonous! Someone wants to harm my mother!"

Yan Qinghuan picked up the porridge and smelled it. Although the smell of poison was not obvious, she grew up surrounded by medicinal herbs and was forced by the military advisor to learn medicine, so she could smell it easily.

"My aunt's blood deficiency is caused by this chronic poison. As long as she stops taking it and supplements it with food, she will be cured within three months."

Yan Xinlan turned around and fell to the side of the bed, looking at her unconscious mother, feeling both ashamed and distressed.

"Mother...it's my fault. I almost let you get killed by a wicked person. Wuwuwu..."

Yan Qinghuan stepped forward and said, "Cousin, if you keep crying, how can you protect your aunt and the Yong'an Marquis' Mansion?"

Yan Xinlan turned and looked at her, tears welling up in her eyes: "I...I'll go tell my father right now!"

Yan Qinghuan frowned and stopped her.

"If you tell your uncle now, at most the kitchen servants will be blamed, and it will also alert the enemy."

"What should we do then?" Yan Xinlan was confused.

"Wait until three o'clock, and I'll take you to a place."

"Ok!"

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Three updates.

Yan Qinghuan wanted to stay temporarily in the Yong'an Marquis Mansion, so Lu Cheng'an shamelessly stayed and was accommodated in the Beiyuan Guest Room.

The night was as dark as ink. Two dark shadows quietly left Tsinghua University and headed towards Beiyuan.

Yan Yurou and Aunt Liu live in Xiyuan, and my uncle is with Liu tonight.

Lu Chengan and Yan Yurou could only live in the deserted Beiyuan.

In front of the courtyard gate, Yan Qinghuan warned: "Cousin, no matter what you see or hear later, don't make a sound!"

"Okay!" Yan Xinlan nodded, feeling as guilty as a thief.

She followed Yan Qinghuan into the yard and tiptoed to the window.

Bai Yurou poked a hole in the window paper and leaned forward to take a peek, only to see Yan Yurou and Lu Chengan being affectionate and forgetting everything else.

After just one look, she was so shocked that she stood there in a daze.

Yan Qinghuan pulled her away, but the two did not leave. They just squatted down and put their ears to the door.

There were sounds of conversation inside the house.

"Don't worry, Cheng'an. Maybe it's because you've been under too much pressure recently." Yan Yu comforted him softly.

Lu Chengan said angrily, "It's all the fault of that bitch Yan Qinghuan. Not only did she move out of the Lu family, she also took away the dowry, making me uneasy all day long!"

"It doesn't matter. You are already married, and there is a long time to come. Are you afraid that she will run away? Even if you don't have the dowry now, you still have the status of the son-in-law of the King of Yan. As long as you win the hearts of the people in the court, you will be successful in the future."

"You're right! By then, I will trample Yan Qinghuan and the entire Prince Yan's Mansion under my feet and make you my legal wife!"

"Cheng'an, as long as I can be with you, I don't care about status."

"Rou'er, you are so kind, but Yan Xinlan is too much of an eyesore. If it weren't for her, you would be the only daughter of the Yong'an Marquis's Mansion."

"You can rest assured. Her mother took a slow-acting poison and will die soon. When my aunt is chosen as the successor, I will marry her off to a random family. By then, I will be the legitimate daughter of the Yong'an Marquisate!"

The two men discussed their evil plan proudly and viciously. Yan Xinlan was already furious, but fortunately she was calm and composed, so she managed not to lose her temper.

What follows is just a bunch of dirty talk, so just ignore it.

The two returned to Tsinghua University.

As soon as she entered the room, Yan Xinlan angrily scolded, "This is too much! I treated Yan Yurou like my own sister, but she is so cruel and heartless!"

In his previous life, Yan Qinghuan was deceived by Yan Yurou's gentle and harmless appearance, and it was not until he died that he saw her true vicious face.

"Cousin, from today on, you have to replace all the servants around you, and carefully check the food, drink and incense. Yan Yurou and Liu are good at pretending to be weak and innocent, you have to be better at it than them, and find a way to sow discord between your father and their mother and daughter."

Yan Xinlan nodded. Even for her mother, she could not retreat anymore.

"Okay, I'll try my best."

"It's not about trying, it's about having to! Cousin, you can't lose. If you lose, the entire Bai family will be buried with you!"

Yan Xinlan originally thought that it was just intrigue in the backyard, but when she heard her say that, she suddenly realized that Yan Yurou and Liu's goal was to control the entire Bai family.

She suddenly became clear and her tone became more resolute: "I have been familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics since I was a child. Although I am not smart, I am not stupid either. Huan'er, don't worry, I will never give them any chances!"

Seeing her cousin, who had always been indecisive, become decisive and strong, Yan Qinghuan finally felt relieved.

As long as the Bai family exists, the Prince Yan's Mansion will be there. From today on, the two sisters will join forces to protect their family and loved ones!

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Three days later.

My aunt's health is getting better day by day, and her complexion has become much rosier. From being barely able to breathe at the beginning, she is now able to get up and chat with people.

Seeing this, Yan Qinghuan finally felt relieved to leave the Bai family and set off back to the Princess's Mansion.

The carriage stopped in front of the princess's mansion.

As soon as she got out of the car, she saw Pearl coming out to greet her.

"My master is well."

Yan Qinghuan frowned, having a bad feeling in his heart.

He asked in a cold voice: "Aren't you at the Lu family? Why did you come back without permission?"

Before Zhenzhu could reply, she saw Chen Ruyu, Lu Chengjie and Lu Sisi walking out wearing gold and silver jewelry, and Lu Chao followed behind with a helpless look on his face.

Ziyu and Huairou looked at each other and whispered, "It seems that everything they are wearing belongs to the princess!"

"Look, that set of blood jade gilded headpiece is a family heirloom that the old lady gave to her master before she died!"

"Daughter-in-law, you're back? I, your mother-in-law, have come out to greet you personally. Home has prepared sumptuous meals. Come in and have your meal." Chen Ruyu walked down the stairs with a smile on her face, her eyes full of pride.

Yan Qinghuan stared at the blood-jade headdress on her hair, and felt her blood boiling, with murderous intent instantly boiling in her cold eyes!